Collected Erotic Work of Cameron Blackwell: Volume III

By Cameron Blackwell

Collection of Blackwell's most recent fiction. These are edgy artistic erotica at its best. For thoughtful minds only.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Jul 11, 2012
• ISBN: 9781105948855

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Collected Erotic Work of Cameron Blackwell: Volume III

Collected Erotic Work of Cameron Blackwell

Volume III - Stories on the Edge

Cameron Blackwell

A Coyote Dreams/StCadillac Presentation

Copyright 2012 Lulu Press Inc. All rights reserved.

This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License.

IBSN: 978-105-94885-5

The Introduction

We are calling these: Stories on the Edge. What are, Stories on the Edge? Well, that depends on whose edge we are talking about. For us at this time: they are stories of the taboo or near taboo. Yes, we understand that the issue of taboo changes and in all probability very little now is truly taboo unless it is also illegal. Stories on the Edge are stories of the nearly forbidden but not entirely illegal (at least in relatively free modern countries) and of course describe behavior that is not in any way unethical (again from our point of view.) We cannot stress that enough. The stories that follow come from the author’s own kinky interests as well as those of some of his more intimate friends. They include: group sex, sexual contact with an (in a non-legal sense) in-law, historical slavery and race play, kinky use of technology and anal sex in seeming conflict with the participants religious practice (although this author would strongly argue otherwise believing that no religion actually forbids thoughtful health conscious anal sex.) So read, enjoy, get aroused and dream outside the box – it will improve your sex life.

The Party

It is so very nice to have friends you can depend on, even more so if they are a bunch of exceptionally kinky friends with greater than adequate libidos. It is better still if they are a group of truly kinky friends whose kinky aspects fit well with your own. We had moved to our new place and had already had one simple vanilla house warming party, although many of these kinky friends attended that party also, they behaved as our ‘nilla friends behaved. This party was to be one of an entirely different nature and our first kinky large party in the new digs. That nature was to be mostly a surprise for my wife, though I thought and hoped it would be one she would enjoy. It was a little bit of a gamble, though I suspected not much of one. I told her I wanted to have a special party for our kinky friends, which she could help plan. She was happy about that. I gave her a list of who would be invited. She thought the idea was a good one and even added a number of kinky twists to some of the details. I wrote and sent the invitations, mostly delivered by e-mail. The guests knew that I would have my switch wife in her submissive mode, well at least as submissive as I can get out of her, her nature being very Mercurial. She would be on naked display and that I would take her sexually during the party. In the e-mails I left open a not so vague possibility of more in the invitation. In reality, that more was the whole purpose for the party. Most of the people we invited were relatively unattached although nearly half would be couples or poly households. We spent the morning preparing, goodies to eat and some kink oriented decorations. Unfortunately at that point our dungeon was not yet ready for use. Just before the guests were due to arrive we took showers. I went first. While she showered I readied and hid a small wicker basket of adult toys I might need for the party. I added a supply of her preferred ribbed condoms and the bottle of lube. I also readied her special blue ropes that she would be bound with. When she came out of the bathroom I handed her a note which told her that she would be serving our guests tonight wearing only her collar, high heels, and rope. I told her that our guests already knew this and would all be expecting her to greet them attired as such when they arrived. I let her make herself up and then began the binding. I kept the pattern simple so that she could move it easily while serving guests. I dressed in light clothing, easily removable.

The guests began to arrive. I slipped into the kitchen and took one of my little blue miracle pills. Yeah, you know the one. What can I say? I am an older guy and sometimes need the help. Our guests complimented Baby on her attire, that is to say, her lack thereof. I had instructed her to give each new arrival a tour of the house, making sure they saw as much of her body as they did the house. She had an exhibitionist side and was usually comfortable in her own nudity when people we knew well were about. It really came out strongly from a command. She really enjoyed getting the command, but could not quite initiate it on her own. Specifically, she was to precede any guest up the stairs on the way to show off the second level, or down to our small incomplete as yet basement dungeon. Her ass would make the view nice on each trip up or down stairs. As the guests came in I was playing some of my favorite sensual jazz. Once everyone had arrived, I instructed baby to begin serving. I asked a couple of the other subs present to assist her. They all eagerly asked if I wanted them attired as Baby was, making clear they would be happy to do so. I laughed and said that they could dress or undress as they wished. Most shed at least some of their clothing though two stripped down to total nudity. Knowing these two, that part was no surprise, they were total exhibitionists.

Party food and wine and beer were distributed. After people had had some time to enjoy themselves and relax, and Baby was occupied playing hostess, I excused myself and went and slipped into some silk pajamas. I got Baby’s black and blue leash. She was in the kitchen, just off the living room. I slipped up quietly behind her and clipped the leash to her collar. She turned to me starting to ask. I put a finger to her lips and with a gentle tug, led her to the living room. As we went I told two other subs that the show was about to begin and they should spread the word. They went off giggling and excited.

I sat on the couch commanding that she kneel in front of me. Two subs knelt on either side of Baby. As I began to take out my cock, the sub on my right assisted taking hold of my cock with one hand while the other massaged my scrotum. Taking hold of the leash near her collar, I firmly pulled her head toward my cock. As she closed the distance, I wrapped fingers of my other hand in her hair.

Suck me for all of our good friends here to watch my little cock-sucking pussy eating slut, I commanded. She resisted a bit pushing back against my hand but with the pull of the leash and my tight grasp in her hair, there was little she could do. Not that she really wanted to resist or refuse, but she had to put up at least a little bit of resistance, not for decorum mind you, but simply to build up that adrenaline rush. We both knew that she wanted this, but needed my command as an excuse. Her mouth opened slowly and I pulled her to me, my cock sliding into her hot wet mouth. It was glorious. She began to suck as my cock began to quickly rise to the occasion. The blue pill, her efforts and the hands caressing my testes combined with my own exhibitionistic streak had me quite hard within a short time. I took control of her head holding it still while I used my legs to fuck her mouth. We had a full attentive audience, with a naked female sub sitting on each side of me watching with extra intensity from an up close and personal distance. My eyes were focused